This is an ugly puppet the size of a palm. Its head is made of dried poisonous fruit, its body is the heart of an albino night owl, and its limbs are twisted from some kind of poisonous insect that looks like an earthworm. The puppet is wearing a magic weapon.
Robe, this mage's robe is stained with the blood of all beasts, and faintly emits a gray-black light.
"The last great prophecy cannot be wasted on outsiders. Maybe it can save the orcs again, and at least some of the fire must be retained."
"But precisely because of this, I am even more worried... If this slow doll can react, then the other party must have already made a choice."
"It seems that I was too hesitant at the beginning. If I could get on better terms with the other party, maybe some of them would be able to stay."
"But as the saying goes, I can still do something now to make up for it. It's just that I still need some time to deal with the clan's affairs. I hope it's too late..."
Tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Pawa Federation, in an animal skin camp on a certain prairie, a frail old man was seen muttering to himself, and the ugly doll in his hand continued to emit a gray-black light.
This place is called the Hetura tribe, and this old man is naturally the leader of the Hetura tribe, the oracle, the holder of the ancestral skull (one-handed magic weapon), and the pure-blooded orc Regeni.
Earlier, he had guessed a little about Rikka's true identity, and coupled with a space magician, this combination can change many things.
However, what disappoints Regeni is that Luca, the current leader of the orcs, actually dismissed Boom and his group, saying that they were just a few hidden masters and not something to be afraid of.
After hearing this, Regeni had no choice but to watch the other party leave. Although he gave him a parting gift, this kind of thing cannot be equated with friendship.
A few days later, Regeni stuffed a strand of silver thread (Rikka's hair) into the heart of the albino night owl, and then made it into the ugly doll in front of him.
This ugly doll has only one function, which is to vaguely perceive Rikka's transformation again. If the doll finally explodes, it means Rikka's death; if the doll no longer emits those gray-black lights, it means Rikka's death.
The right path; but if the doll turns back on its owner, it means that Rikka has still chosen his former identity, no matter it is an ancient beast or some other mysterious existence.
"That's it, old man, you can start." Regeni looked at the ugly puppet in front of him and sighed first, then a row of ancestral skulls (one-handed magic weapons) appeared out of thin air on his chest. p>
A moment later, the dark wind howled in the animal skin camp, and the cold magic cyclone sometimes condensed into flowers of thorns, and sometimes bloomed into a coquettish deep purple.
Creak! Creak! However, the skull of the ancestor is "gnawing" at the doll, as if the thing in its mouth is extremely delicious. Everyone knows that wild beasts will devour each other, but little does they know that there is such a relationship between everything. The strong will change as a result.
To become stronger, the weak is devoured by the strong, and naturally transforms into the opponent. It can be said to be another form of rebirth.
Time passed minute by minute, and nearly two hours later, the ancestor's skull returned to calm again. The cracks on its surface were repaired, and two green lights floated in the deep eye sockets, making it look full of spirituality.<
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"I didn't expect that they had trouble in the Pawa Federation, not Alchemy City. It seems that those goblins still have brains, at least they didn't cause any big trouble."
"But the Pava Federation is not a soft persimmon. The conqueror has even been dubbed the 'best at the top' in recent years. Can't you see that Rikka is different?"
"Don't say it's because you're coveting the space magic circle in the hands of that little kid Boom. If that's the case, the Pava Federation will be really in trouble this time."
Although Regeni has not been in contact with Boom and others for a long time, he can naturally guess the temper and temperament of the other party with his sophisticated eyes.
Of course, there is no need to say more about Christine. The Grand Magister of the mixed-blood elf is an absolutely powerful man who has been baptized by the elven civil war. As a companion, how can she stand by and watch?
But when Regeni thought about it, there was no way that Christine would use up her life force to protect the Boom brothers and sisters. This is the weakness of most top experts. They always have to leave some escape route for themselves, and they will not easily fight with anyone with all their strength.
At the same time, it is also an old problem of the elves. Although the elves are a symbol of elegance, behind that "elegance" there is also hidden indifference and disdain for life.
Then there is Boom himself. In Regeni’s impression, Boom is a mediocre, incompetent, and confused human youth. Whether it is the opponent’s training method or the technique of performing magic, they all seem to be a bit unorthodox.
Coupled with Boom's tragic childhood experience, Regeni felt that if the other party really threatened the lives of his companions, then Boom would probably hand over all the space magic circles, just to escape from the Pava Federation alive. p>
The thing that scares Regeni the most is naturally the little girl Rikka. Although he cannot see Rikka's true identity, Regeni can determine one thing, that is, Boom is definitely not a human being.
Coupled with the exclusive nature of the beast's pressure (only ancient beasts can control it), Regeni regards Rikka as an ancient beast cub that has not yet fully evolved. As for why she wants to go with Boom, she cannot
Speculation.
Rikka regards Boom as a blood relative. On weekdays, let alone letting Boom feel wronged, even if anyone shows contempt, the little girl will beat him until he begs for mercy.
If it is true that the Pava Federation really intends to snatch Boom's space magic circle, then there is no chance that Rikka will stay out of the matter. And according to the spies' reports, Rikka is now so powerful that she can compete with the top experts, and she also seems very relaxed.
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"What a pity, what a pity! If they can stay in the Hetula tribe, I am at least 30% sure that they will be tied to the orc clan's chariot."
"A few peak experts may not be able to change anything, but what if we add ancient ferocious beasts and space magicians? It seems that the big leader is wrong this time."
"Perhaps it would be good if the orcs can hold the golden plain. I don't know if they will ask the dwarves for help in the future, and I don't know what the big leader will look like at that time."
"Strategies, information intelligence, the number of cavalry, and logistics supplies, many things can be answered from these four aspects. This is also a truth recognized by all forces."
"But if a single being that is too powerful appears, such as an ancient beast, then all the above conclusions will be invalid."
Regeni murmured to himself, first sighing or feeling helpless at the big leader's decision, and then softly recited a wise saying known to the world.
"Rikka finally chose to become an ancient beast, which means that my previous predictions were correct."
"And if that's the case...could the whole world really be completely overturned because of a little girl?"
"And in this journey of destruction, where should the orcs go?"
As the first ray of sunshine in the morning entered the animal skin camp, Oracle Regeni let out a long sigh, realizing that he could not change anything.
But then his eyes suddenly changed, from the old-looking one a second ago to the orc oracle who exuded coercive power at this moment.
His eyes finally settled on another animal skin tent not far away, which was Constance's residence.